“It’s time.” I heard Him say.
Tears filled my eyes. “But, I’m scared.”
“That’s okay. I’m here.”
Have you ever been hit over the head with a two-by-four? I have. Well, not literally of course. That would hurt!
Recently while at a writer’s conference, the Lord spoke to me. Not audibly, but a topic kept creeping up on me like a snake spying on its prey. I didn’t want to face the facts as I knew old hurts would surface. Did I really want to go there? Doubt filled my mind.
However, even my writing friends saw it happening. “I see a theme Darlene,” one said.
My heart pounded in my chest as fear began to take over my being. One speaker said if you write in a place of fear, it’s authentic and the Lord will use it.
These words played over and over in my head like a scratched CD needing to be thrown out. I began to pray. “Lord if it’s really time, show me.” I asked my family and friends to pray.
A song by Meredith Andrews began to pull at my heart strings.
I won’t speak until You speak.
I won’t move until You move me.
I won’t sing, sing over me.
I will wait as long as it takes.
I found myself singing these words all the time and slowly the Lord confirmed. “It’s time.”
So, what exactly is my story? You’ll have to wait until next Monday, but be sure to come back because it’s a unique one.
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Proverbs 3:5&6 (NIV)
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.”